Friday Woes

I am currently sitting on the bottom of Mary’s stretcher listening to her moan and cry in a miserable drugged sleep. I am typing on my phone with sketchy internet and no chance of a room. The hospital is full. I am grateful for an ER room and not a stretcher in the hallway. It’s been a rough day. 

Little girl has cycled into seizure hell this week culminating into needing to come to the ER. While here she went into status giving a whole lot of doctors and residents and nurses and everyone else in the area a chance to witness her unique version of non-stop seizures. 

They rescued her with some hard core stuff because one dose wouldn’t bring her out and they gave her even more to hopefully stop the cycle. We now know that this new rescue drug makes her drugged and miserable.

A pitiful crying drunk. 

We would appreciate prayers for our little girl. 

Prayers for us too would also be gratefully accepted.